[illstillbe]

See ... the problem is I am covered with mud .... top to toe. Indeed so. My job requires me to be outside and this is a *blessing* beyond measure for me ... but when it's wet ... I am too ... and I came here directly to see how all y'alls are doing.

I've been holding us all in my pocket ... a bit crowded, it is ... which is O.K.

Miss Marple, your recent comments remind me of a neighbor I once had and grew to love. She hummed when she was fit to be tied .... an odd phrase, that ... she hummed pretty tunes.

"Linda, how's your son doing?!"

"NIIIIIIGHTS are LOOOOONG since YOOOOOU'VE been gone..."

"Well, my son smacked his girlfriend's car into a gas pump, last night at Leanard's Fill-Up. Her Dad didn't know the car was gone until the police showed up.He's upstairs recaulking the tub, after that, he'll be scrubbing the laundry floor. He's good! These Lilies, I like them. They'll fit in fine here. You?"

Salt

Of

The

Earth

So steady and focused ...

Dependable and reliable and not prone to spasms...

.....like our Jemian needs to be, and me too

[AFPhys]

“She hummed when she was fit to be tied ....”
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LOL... this reminds me of my dad. He used to whistle nice little ditties when he was really getting peeved at us kids. Seldom did it take more signal than that for us to straighten up...